Duan Zhixu, the son of the richest family in Jiangzhou, and Ye Nanzhi, from a scholarly family, were childhood sweethearts who grew up climbing trees and sharing snacks together in that old alley.
One is a proud man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and is always surrounded by admirers; the other is a cold academic who grew up holding books in his hands, with only knowledge and starlight in his eyes. Others said they were as different as each other, but only Duan Zhixu knew that from the profile of her face when she lowered her head to solve a problem under the grape trellis to the back of her running away with a red face on the basketball court, his eyes had never taken away from her.
This relationship has gone from the ignorant heartbeat of youth to the stumbling blocks of youth - there have been disputes due to the gap between rich and poor, there have been cold wars wrapped up by the pressure of reality, and there have been many obstacles caused by family opposition. But he was willing to take off his custom-made suit for her, accompany her on the bus, and visit the used book market; she was also willing to let go of her stubbornness for him, and stand firmly by his side when he faced off against the whole world.
From school uniforms to wedding dresses, from the grape vines of the old home to the grand wedding hall, Duan Zhixu spent half his life proving that the so-called right match is never the match of wealth and education, but the determination hidden in his eyes that spanned a long time when he looked at her——
"Nanzhi, from a long time ago, I just wanted to spend the rest of my life with you."
